Nothern Kingdom

He comes from northern kingdom, homeless filthy

To fight fenician priests of king athau

He is prophet of cursed sea

Alone with stick in hand covered with goal skin

He comes at sun's end

Hear me filthy fenician priests,

You who adore bitch astarte

Come to me io hill of karmil call our gods, to fight till die

Screaming priests of astarte start coming to hill of karmil

Tries have died, water become blood

People and animal ripped them self of pain and sickness

Where ever you go

Powerfull lust, thousands sparkles the million screams of lost soul.

Were hearing upon the skull that might?

Where blasphemy and darkness fight

Fire from the sky fast as lighting burn the sacrificed virgin

And wood, and stone, and water, and ground fire and ash all became

To the red fog of lust and blood, he cut astartes priest throats

Just as he cut a lamb of goat. he chopped at half

Ripping out bellies crushing heads, and learing apart

I am the chosen one. i am the prince of darkness and blasphemy

Hear me king ahao, your priests are dead

Peaople are sick of leprosy and plague

You die in thousands pain in my kingdom

Your soul is mine, your soul is mine!